Bryson Tiller | Acquainted

Chapter 3

Bryson's POV

I was staring at the beautiful girl sleeping in my guest room. I didn't know what I was gonna do with her honestly. I studied her features she had big curly hair and it was cute how her lips would pout while she was sleep. Shirley used her as collateral to pay off a depth which is fucked up because she did it with no hesitation I felt bad for shorty. Shirley was a dope fiend and owed me thousands of dollars.

I put a blanket over the girl , turned the light off and walked out of the guest room.

Amaru POV
I woke up in a unfamiliar room as the events that occurred came back to me I started to panic. Quickly getting up I made my out the room and sprinted down the stairs looking for a door to escape. I heard a deep chuckle from behind me. "It's no use in trying to escape baby girl. I'm not gonna hurt you,now sit the fuck down" he retorted. Obeying I sat down on the couch with my legs pushed up to my chest. "Why did you take her offer ?" I asked him quietly. " I don't know honestly" he responded and scratched the back of his head. "Chill out I'm not gonna do nothing to you shorty. Yo aunt put you up for collateral since she couldn't pay her depth off"he spoke.

"Imma just lay down some rules real quick though aight" he said. I nodded. "Rule number 1. You do not leave this house with out me , 2. You better not try shit when we out in public , 3. You WILL respect me. If any of these rules are broken that's yo ass shorty got it ?" He asked. I mentally rolled my eyes but nodded my head. "Answer me!" He gripped my wrist tightly. "Yes I understand" I said above a whisper as I whimpered. He let my wrist go and I rubbed it. A bruise started to form. I went to the guest room and balled up on the bed with my knees to my chest. Why me? Why does my life have to be like this ..?